20 comments/ 192390 views/ 42 favorites Red Carpet Facials: Episode 01 By: shadowblaze18 Episode 1: Lindsay Lohan "My name is Lindsay Lohan," the stunning eighteen year old actress yelled enthusiastically, "and this is Red Carpet Facials." Ken Logan studied the actress carefully from a safe distance off camera while Julius Walters executed the interview. Five years ago, Julius had been dubbed Hollywood's next big action star, but horrible movie decisions and lousy personal decisions ruined his career just as quickly as it had been built. Red Carpet Facials was Julius's big attempt at becoming famous for the second time. Pornography had always played a vital role in the man's life, and acting had always been his passion, so Julius figured it was natural to find away to combine the two. With Red Carpet Facials, Julius found the way to fit the misshaped pieces. Lindsay Lohan performed for Julius's digital camera, completely motivated and ready for action. She rested on an expensive leather sofa with an innocent look on her pretty face, but there was a glimmer in her eyes suggesting that she might be wilder than people assumed. Ken Logan listened to the interview session between Julius and Lindsay while checking out some magazines the actress had appeared in. Copies of Movieline, Allure, Teen People, and Vanity Fair were scattered across his lap. The magazines only succeeded in making him hornier, which is what Julius wanted. Over the past week, Ken had learned all he wanted to know about the young actress. Lindsay was born on July second, 1986 in New York City. He has spent many hours watching Freaky Friday, Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen, and Mean Girls, repeatedly viewing the films at a nauseam. Like the magazines, Ken used the movies to prepare himself for this meeting with Lindsay Lohan. The interview was picking up some momentum. Julius and Lindsay were discussing the type of information the tabloids drooled over, but it only made Ken all the more tired. He wanted to learn just one thing about Lindsay during this encounter; the way she sounds with a nine cock buried in her pussy. Julius pretended to be interested in everything the girl said, and because he had acting credentials, he managed to be convincing, but he only wanted to see how Lindsay looked with thick semen shot across her face. Other than that, he felt nothing for the popular teenager beauty. The interview went on regardless, however, and Ken listened. Lindsay babbled on about how much she liked Pepsi, ice cream, chocolate, Italian food, and Chinese food. She told Julius she owned a 330 BMW Convertible, went on and on about how much she enjoys gymnastics, ice skating, swimming, rolling skating, biking, singing, reading, writing, and spending time with her family. Ken found out she was related to Saturday Night Live's own: Tina Fey, she admitted her favorite bands were Simple Plan and Maroon 5, then confessed that she'd been smoking since she was fifteen years old. She attempted to sound like any average eighteen year old girl, but only succeeded to sound phony, irritating the shit out of Ken. Lindsay earned one million dollars each for her last two movies, and was set to earn more as her career excelled. She had been modeling since she was three years old, and was the first red headed child ever signed by the Ford Modeling Agency. Some of us are just born to such retched upbringings. She has been seen in television commercials for The Gap, Jell-O, Pizza Hut, Wendy's and many others, but she was ordinary. Ken couldn't wait to fuck some reality into this girl. His cock was pulsating with delight while he thought about making Lindsay Lohan squirm. The interview was finally nearing its conclusion. After ten minutes of intense patience, Ken Logan's time had finally come. He sat on the edge of the seat, feeling excited and horny, waiting to be summoned. This was the moment he'd been dreaming about since Julius Walters asked him to join the Red Carpet Facials project, and Ken wasn't about to disappoint. Lindsay's red hair looked dazzling in the parlor's light. She was wearing casual clothing for the shoot. With a pair of tight fitting denim jeans and a tight white tank top. Her incredible breasts pushed against the material, exposing her hard nipples in great detail. Ken didn't think the girl had any enhancements done, but neither did he care if they were fake or real. Ken had always been aroused by beautiful girls with freckles, however, and Lindsay Lohan definitely fits into this category. He was at the point of no return. If Lindsay decided she no longer wanted to do the shoot, he might force himself upon her anyway. Fortunately, it didn't appear it was going to come to that. Lindsay looked as horny and willing as any girl he'd fucked. The freckles came in masses, flowing down both her arms. There were more on her face and chest. Her lips were full and pink, making her teeth appear white and more dazzling when she smiled. The smile also made her green eyes sparkle erotically. "Let's get down to business," Julius said to Lindsay. "You're here to suck dick, get fucked, then receive a nice facial. Have you ever had cum on your face, Linds?" "No," she admitted, suddenly sounding nervous. "Have you ever sucked dick, Linds?" The course of the interview had been altered completely without warning. People didn't talk to Hollywood royalty as though they were common whores earning ten dollars a blowjob, at least not on camera. She shook her head up and down. "I did it a few times." "Did what?" Julius asked. "I want to hear you say it." Lindsay Lohan looked around the room. She suddenly seemed unsure of herself, but the lapse lasted only a few second. "I only sucked dick a few times. I'm not really into nasty things like that. It's just so…icky." "How old were you the first time you sucked a dick?" "Sixteen," she said after a hesitation. "How old were the first time you got fucked, Linds?" Julius was obviously enjoying the girl's discomfort. He secretly hated most successful actors and actresses. He hates them because they found a way to prevail where he so miserably failed. "Sixteen," she said. This is a girl who has been interviewed by Jay Leno, David Letterman, Conan O'Brien and all the other faces of talk show entertainment, but never had one those public figures asked her questions like these. "Are you interested in getting fucked in the ass?" "What?" Lindsay said, managing to sound shocked and appalled, but there seemed to be some interest also. "Fucked in the ass! Sodomy! Anal sex!" Julius chuckled. "The list goes on and on." "No. I would never do anything like that." Julius laughed, enjoying this precious moment. "Are you ready for some action? My buddy Ken has been waiting for a long time, and quite frankly, I don't believe in cruel and unusual punishment." "Sure," she agreed cheerfully, and if there was any nervous energy flowing through her body, she had it well hidden. Ken didn't hesitate for a moment. He jumped right off his seat, knocking the magazines from his lap, scattering them across the carpet, and parked himself next to Lindsay Lohan on the leather sofa. She wasn't disappointed with what she saw. Without warning, Lindsay lunged at him, shoving her tongue into his mouth, catching Ken off guard. He wasn't expecting Lindsay to be this wild. Her hands were grasping the bulge in his pants. Ken kissed back, resting his hands over her young, massive breasts. Ken had been in the porn business for almost ten years, and had broken in a few girls during his time, but never had any of them been this inspired. From the corner of his eye, he saw Julius, grinning like the devil himself. Red Carpet Facials was more than just his ticket back into the elite of Hollywood, it was also revenge. *** Ken's wrapped his strong, confident hands around her waist, and began sucking and kissing her neck. Lindsay's flurry of passion calmed slightly as she enjoyed the slippery touch of his tongue. He moved his hands over her stomach, pushing them underneath her tank top, and rested his hand firmly on a breast. Julius had made a wise decision by recruiting Ken Logan for this project. The man was a veteran of the pornography world, a skilled fuck machine, and a very crude human being. It wasn't enough for Lindsay to fuck for the camera. He needed her to be humiliated, degraded and brought down from her pedestal. Ken was the best man for the job. Although he was taking it easy for the time being, as soon as he had Lindsay nice and relaxed, as soon as she was completely put in the position where she could be caught off guard, Ken Logan would seize to be gentle, and become vulgar. He kissed and sucked her throat and shoulders as he moved both hands over Lindsay's large, ample breasts. The actress moaned in delight and a small shiver shook her body. Quickly, Ken slipped Lindsay's tank top over her head, exposing her creamy white, freckled breasts, and her cherry red, erected nipples. Ken also pulled off his own shirt, revealing his own finely toned, bronzed body. Lindsay whistled in approval. Ken pulled her tighter against him, and they kissed fervently for the next thirty seconds. As they actively explored each other with their tongues, Ken became aware of Lindsay's breasts and nipples pushing into his chest. His mouth once against departed from her hungry lips, and moved down to sink his teeth into her neck, which made Lindsay scream, then slap Ken's shoulder sharply in response, but no damage was done to the situation. He explored her body with his tongue and lips, moving down from her throat, then her shoulders, then further down still, leaving a path of wet, sloppy kisses between her youthful breasts. He stroked her breasts with his powerful grip, moving his lips over them, avoiding her nipples for the time being, enjoying the taste of the celebrity's soft skin. "You like those titties?" Lindsay moaned in delight. "You like my big, famous titties?" He was to busy to reply. Ken sucked and slurped without a thought in his head, almost oblivious of the star's presence, only wanting to savor Lindsay's nipples, and enjoy this moment. Lindsay crawled into his lap, still facing him, and took him by the back of the head. She guided his mouth over her breasts, trying to lead his tongue over her nipples. After cruelly refusing to give Lindsay what she needed, Ken gave in to his own temptation. He took her nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting while also pinching with his fingers, making them harder and more sensitive, which drove Lindsay wild with lust. "Yes!" Lindsay squirmed. "Bite those titties. Suck on them. Oh God, baby, that feels so good!" He grazed his teeth across her sensitive nipples, and a loud moan escaped her throat. Her firm ass was brushing against his cock as she squirmed against him in the full grip of passion. Ken hadn't figured to drive Lindsay this wild merely playing with her breasts, but he wasn't dissatisfied with the turn of events. Slowly, Ken stroked his hands over the smooth skin of her back, tracing lines from her shoulders down to her sides, passing the sides of her breasts, and moving down to her waist. He enjoyed the sight of Lindsay's freckled body. He especially loved her arms and shoulders. It is unknown where his fetish for freckles originated, but he refused to spend precious time pondering pointless questions that didn't need immediate answers. His hands departure from her breasts was a short one, and soon his fingers were once again engaged to Lindsay's sensitive nipples. He completely soaked them with his tongue, and followed this up by gently blowing his warm breath against her wet, hard nipples. Once again, she squirmed against him, shivering gently. "I think you're going to make the girl cum," Julius said from somewhere in the room. By adjusting his head to the right, Ken noticed Julius was no longer in the same spot. He finally located the former actor behind him and to the left, holding the digital camera firmly against his face, getting a great shot of Lindsay's nipples and Ken's feeding frenzy. "If it happens, it happens," Ken said. "If a girl cums when a person plays with her titties, doesn't that make her a whore." "I don't know the rules of whoredom." They spoke as though Lindsay wasn't even there. Ken noticed a slight twinge of anger corrupt Lindsay's beautiful face, and her green eyes appeared wounded, but she didn't voice her opinion, so Ken continued as though he'd seen nothing. Truth to be told, the wounded look in Lindsay's eyes rekindled his arousal, and took him to a new level. He offered his tongue, teeth and lips to her breasts for a few more seconds, then looked into Lindsay's eyes. She no longer appeared hurt. "Are you ready to try some cock?" Ken asked. For a moment, Lindsay appeared hesitant, but she smiled wickedly, and shook her head up and down mischievously. She licked her lips, putting on a show for the camera. Lindsay slithered from Ken's lap, and moved between his legs. Ken's furious erection pushed against his pants. He wanted this girl to suck his cock badly, needed it. All the pent up, horny frustrations this girls had caused him over the past week were catching up with him. He remembered all the photos of her in magazines, all the great pictures of her he had downloaded while surfing the Internet, and all the great shots of her he had paused on while watching Lindsay Lohan's movies, and his cock pulsated violently remembering, knowing its time had come to make expectation a reality. Both Ken and Julius smiled simultaneously. Julius searched the room and found the perfect location for the blowjob scene. He couldn't wait to watch this girl demean herself with Ken's big cock. He couldn't wait to bring this presentation to perverted population of porn-lovers and sex freaks. He was licking his own chops, contemplating the kind of fame the Red Carpet Facials movies would earn him. Would be considered a Hugh Hefner or a Larry Flynt? This second taste of fame would have a different flavor, but he figured fame tasted great no matter what flavor a person tried. Regardless, this was going to be great. *** Positioned directly between his parted legs, Lindsay quickly unzipped Ken Logan's pants, reached into the slit, and fished out the biggest cock she had ever seen, and the balls they were attached too. It was nine inches long, thick, and the bulbous head had formed a small supply of pre-cum. She could barely manage to fit the cock in her hand, and as she struggled to hold it, she looked up, staring into Ken's glassy brown eyes with a wide-eyed look of terror on her face. Her mouth hung open comically, becoming a girl who had bitten off a lot more than she could chew. Before panic could seize her failing mind and body, she began massaging his cock with her palm and fingers. The cock pulsated wildly in her hand, enjoying the movement. The thick, circular tip pushed and shuddered against the smooth skin of her palm, and with her free hand, and some assistance from Ken, Lindsay pulled his pants and boxers half way off. Lindsay's mouth was level with his cock. Once again she licked her lips, but she was a little less enthusiastic during this performance. Instead of taking Ken's cock in her mouth, she leaned forward and ran the tip of her tongue up and across his balls, along the prick's length, and to the head. She swirled her tongue around his piss-hole, slurping and savoring his pre-cum, which sent waves of passion down his spine. Julius was sitting right next to Ken, watching the action unfold in silence. He instructed Lindsay to look at the camera and not into Ken's eyes as she serviced the cock. Two weeks ago he was a man without a job and a dwindling checking account, but tomorrow he would become the undisputed king of the porn industry. Only in America could such a drastic change come about in such a short span of time. Lindsay moved her tongue back down his cock and over the balls. She tongued his inner thighs, teasing him by coming up to his balls, and leaving the feeling of her hot breath against the wetness as she went back down. While performing the teasing with her tongue, her hand continued to stroke his giant cock, struggling to keep her hand around it. She moved from his inner thighs, and up to his balls, where she began to suck and nibble, devoting equal time to each testicle, then moved her way to base of the cock, back to the head. Lindsay licked up, over and around the entire head, relishing the salty taste of his hard flesh, and the musky aroma of his body. She squeezed the head of Ken's cock inside her mouth, and immediately began licking between the V-shaped ridge under the head. Slowly, she became bolder, and it took several inches of thick cock inside her mouth, licking the underside of his shaft as it descended between her full pink lips. The head of Ken's cock grazed the back of her throat, and Lindsay gagged; coughed. She pulled the cock from her mouth with her left hand, and stared at Ken. Both Ken and Julius were chuckling at her failed effort. "Be careful," Julius said. "You're sucking professional cock today." This made both men laugh. Unbothered by their mocking, Lindsay went back to work. She closed her eyes, and took six inches of cock deep into her mouth all at once. The cock severely distended her blushing cheeks, but she managed not to gag or cough this time. Ken watched in utter astonishment as his cock vanished into the warm depths of Lindsay's mouth. She braced herself against his inner thigh as she bobbed up and down with more enthusiasm between his legs. He just couldn't believe Lindsay was able to take his cock this easily. She didn't have the greatest blowjob technique in the world, but with a little practice, and some patience, Lindsay could be trained to be great. Small masses of saliva were gathering at the corners of her mouth. She maneuvered the cock from her mouth, and strands of saliva departed with it, sloppily landing over her chest. She once again teased his cock with her tongue, using it like a paintbrush, stroking it up and down the shaft, circling around the head, then moving down to the V-shaped ridge. The feel of her slightly skilled tongue enthralled him deeply, but soon he would have to teach Lindsay some humiliation. Ken still had aspirations of taking the girl down from her pedestal. "You love that big cock, don't you?" Julius said. "You love the feel of it against the back of your throat." Suddenly Ken Logan sat up from the leather sofa, and began to thrust forcefully into her mouth. Lindsay attempted to move her head in an effort to match his rhythm, but he was moving to fast. Her cheeks were becoming more distending, and his cock slapped the back of her throat. "That's it," Julius said loudly. "Fuck that little whore's mouth." Ken fucked her mouth like he would eventually fuck Lindsay's sweet, eighteen year old pussy. Her nose was lightly grazing his stomach. Ken removed his pants and boxers so Julius could get a better shot. Ken's fucking of her mouth only intensified. His bushy pubic hair tickled her nose, his balls slapped wildly against her cheek and chin. "AAAGGGHHH!" Lindsay Lohan mumbled as the cock invaded her throat. Several times she attempted to pull the cock from her mouth, but her hands were rudely slapped away. Now her arms hung uselessly at her sides. "Close your mouth around his cock," Julius advised. Without really thinking about, Lindsay did as told; wrapping her lips around Ken's furiously thrusting cock. The friction each movement caused reminded Ken of times he had fucked rarely used, tight pussy. He could feel Lindsay's teeth scraping against his cock while enjoying the sounds of her gagging and muffled coughs. Her titties were brushing gently against his legs. She was on her knees, getting defiled by a big cock which was stuffed in her mouth, and was being forced to breath through her nose. Using his left hand, Ken removed his cock. Lindsay exhaled wildly, struggling for breath. Tears had formed in her eyes, and she had to spit excess saliva from her mouth, which spilled between her breasts further coating her chest. Red Carpet Facials: Episode 01 "How do you like getting your pretty little face fucked?" Julius asked. "I bet acting school didn't prepare you for this." Lindsay opened her mouth to reply, but was greeted by Ken's cock instead. It slithered deep in her throat like a snake, and Ken was tapping the bulge his cock created there with his fingers. He held his cock in her throat for five longs seconds, then pulled out. "AAAGGGHHH!" Ken enjoyed his assault on poor Lindsay's throat. This has been the most fun he ever had during a porn shoot, and it wasn't over yet. There were still a few more things which had to be done. He pinched Lindsay's nose shut and used one giant burst of energy to fuck Lindsay's mouth one last time. With her nostrils sealed off, poor Lindsay had no way to breathe. "MMMPPPHHH!" "MMMPPPHHH!" Then Ken stopped this final assault of her throat, forcing his cock from her mouth with a loud pop. He watched with an uninterested stare as Lindsay once again struggled for breath. Her breasts were now shiny from fallen saliva during the intense mouth fucking session. She wiped drool from her chin. Her eyes were now red and watery. Strands of hair were stuck to her cheeks, held on by saliva. "You think your pussy can handle that, Linds?" Lindsay looked pissed off, and about ready to walk out on this shoot. Never had she been so humiliated. A week ago, when she agreed to do this shoot, she hadn't expected to put her reputation on the line, her career on the line, her life on the line, just to have her throat and mouth stuffed and fucked forcefully. This was supposed to be an innocent little porn shoot. "Let's just get this done," she said, struggling for words, on the verge of tears. "Something the matter," Julius asked. "You weren't supposed to do that." "You never said we couldn't." "Never mind," she said. "Let's get this done. I want to go home." *** In one quick motion, Ken was able to yank off Lindsay Lohan's tight denim jeans, and her silky black panties. Just as quickly, he buried his face in her luscious pussy. Lindsay's pussy was completely shaved and shiny, completely exposing her swollen labia. Using both hands, he gently tugged her pink velvety lips apart while rapidly licking up and down between them. If Lindsay was infuriated over the whole mouth fucking demonstration, this latest exhibition completely changed her mood. Getting recklessly wild, Lindsay began humping her pelvis into his face, and gasped loudly about how great his tongue felt. After less than two minutes of pleasure, Ken was ready to move on, leaving Lindsay bereft. Ken had seen Lindsay in many different situations over the past week, but this was by far his favorite. Lindsay laid out on the sofa, her legs spread, her pussy glistening. On his knees, Ken positioned himself between her legs, and teased her pussy with his cock, moving it up and down along the lips, but avoiding penetration. It looked like a tight fit. "Ready or not, here I come," Ken warned. He buried his cock deep inside her pussy with two thrusts. It was tighter than he could've imagined, and the hole was already enclosing itself around his cock. The thrusts came at an average pace as her pussy adjusted. Julius was hovering above Lindsay with the camera still recording every moment. "Fuck that little slut," Julius screamed, almost in a rage. "Make this little slut squeal." Ken picked up the pace, plunging harder and deeper into her cunt, making Lindsay scream in a mixture of pleasure and agony. He grasped her ankles, directing her legs further apart as he continued to pound her. Lindsay screamed louder, filling the room with her ecstasy. "You like that, Linds?" Julius said. "Why don't you wrap those legs around his back?" Going against better judgment, Lindsay complied. She wrapped her legs around his back, and in response, Ken went wild, fucking her furiously, creating loud slapping noises that filled the mostly empty room surrounding them. Ken reached out and seized Lindsay by the throat as he fucked her. He didn't squeeze to hard, but it was a gesture she didn't appreciate much. Her titties swayed back and forth as he rocked inside her. Letting go of her throat, Ken leaned down and paid some attention to Lindsay's titties, sucking and nibbling on them without missing a beat. His cock ravaged her pussy continuously, and Lindsay had to bite down on her lip as an orgasm washed over her body. When Lindsay's body stopped jerking, Ken pulled his cock out of her tight pussy. He had huge smile on his face. "I think Lindsay loves being humiliated," Julius said. ""I'm responsible for this whore's first camera orgasm," Ken said proudly. " Remember this people." He flexed his muscles, showing off for the camera. "Her pussy's as tight as spandex." "Let's stretch it out for her than." They moved to the next position. Ken replaced Lindsay lying on the leather sofa, and she straddled his cock, carefully lowering her pussy over his cock. She moved up and down at her own pace, grasping his chest as she moved. Ken enjoyed the view. Lindsay's hard, sweaty body and her bouncing breasts were astonishing from this position. His cock was buried all the way inside her, and his hands roamed over her body. Getting bored with Lindsay slow rhythm, Ken used his strong arms to move Lindsay at a faster pace, then ditched the idea, took her ass cheeks into his hands, and began driving himself inside her like a lunatic with a knife. Lindsay's grimaced in pain as Ken once again violated her. She couldn't figure out where the man got all this energy. His pelvis slapped against her flesh, and his hands slapped her ass cheeks, making them red instantly. Ken moved his mouth of her nipples, sucking and slurping wildly. Lindsay felt she had no control over her own body. She felt owned by Ken. His cock bumped against her cervix and smashed her clit. Lindsay screamed, mostly in lust, really starting enjoy things for the first time, even though she knew she wasn't supposed enjoy something so despicable. Without realizing it, Lindsay began screaming, "FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" Ken was grasping her by the sides, feeling a little groggy, but was able to fulfill Lindsay's desire that he got faster. Lindsay lowered herself, smashing her lips against Ken's, grasping the fact that she was becoming a whore before the camera. Julius decided he wanted a third position. Things were going better than he anticipated. Never in his wildest dreams had he thought Lindsay would be this submissive. "Say Lindsay's a whore," Julius said. "Lindsay's a whore." "Good girl. Now tell Ken you want him to fuck you like a whore." "I want you to fuck me like I'm a whore." Lindsay is on her hands and knees, but no longer on the leather sofa. She is on the floor beside the sofa. Her ass cheeks were red as a result of Ken's open hand smacks earlier. Ken's cock carefully slides inside her glistening, sloppy wet pussy, and Lindsay hissed under her breath. Pounding her expertly while ramming all nine inches of his cock deep inside her, Ken also slapped her ass, hard. He was moving ridiculously deep, his balls slapping against her ass as Lindsay screamed for Ken to fuck her like a million dollar slut. He rotated between smacking and squeezing her ass, enjoying the pleasure the actress's tight pussy offered, then grabbed her by the hair and went crazy. "FUCK ME!" "FUCK ME!" "OH YES! IT FEELS SO GOOD." "I LOVE BEING WHORE!" Ken was holding her by the waste, dispensing much of his remaining energy, knowing he couldn't last much longer. A second orgasm washed through Lindsay's body abruptly, causing her to jerk spastically. She slapped the floor with an open hand like a crazy woman, screaming and shouting, announcing to the world that she was cuming. Through the entire orgasm, Ken continued to pound away and mash her pussy, but at a less extravagant pace. "Does the whore want some cum?" Julius asked. Lindsay moved her head up and down. She was still on her hands and knees, and Ken's cock was still plunged in her pussy, but he had almost come to a complete stop. "Where do you want the cum?" "I want the cum on my face." "Really?" Lindsay nodded in approval. "I'm sure Ken would love to cum on that pretty face of yours Linds, but first, there's one more thing I think you should try." A worried look appeared on her face. "What?" "It concerns your ass." It was all Julius would say. *** Still on her hands and knees, gawking at the camera with a dumbfounded, slightly alarmed look, Lindsay Lohan's asshole clenched as Ken slid two fingers inside. They were tip deep inside her ass when he began to circle around the virgin opening. Lindsay grimaced in pain, then let out a hissing squeal. His fingers were lubed up for the situation, allowing him pretty decent access, but Lindsay was jumpy. Ken knew from experience that most girls were uncomfortable during their first anal encounter. He penetrated a little deeper; continuing to circle around the anus with his fingers, then withdrew. "How does that feel, Linds?" Julius asked. "Like I have to shit," she said in a shaky voice. "That's natural. Just try and relax." Ken could literally feel Julius's breath against the back of his neck. This was the most important shot of the day, and Julius didn't want to ruin it, and neither did Ken. "How did I let you guys talk me into this?" There was no answer to this question. Girls who did porn usually found themselves doing things they probably never even considered doing, and often found themselves doing things they didn't realize were possible, like double anal penetration for example. Sometimes, a girl just got caught in the moment. Ken slid his fingers back inside her ass, and added a third. Lindsay shuddered, screamed. He gently moved his fingers back and forth, letting her asshole become used to the penetration. Her asshole tightened around his fingers, but he could still move them with some effort. He pulled his fingers out, and applied lube to his cock. Lindsay wasn't going to get anymore ready than she already was. "Are you ready to take his cock in your ass?" Julius asked. Lindsay nodded her agreement. Carefully, Ken slips his heavily lube covered cock-head inside. Her anus tightens around it, but Lindsay is taking deep breaths, relaxing. She screams out when the head plops in. He doesn't do anything for a moment, just allows Lindsay's ass muscles to get used to the invading flesh. Still being the gentle, caring soul he wasn't capable of being, Ken starts thrusting into her tight asshole, going slow, forcing himself a little deeper inside every couple thrusts. Julius instructed Lindsay to rest her head on the leather sofa's cushion for comfort, so she turned her body completely around while Ken lightly pounded her virgin asshole, and turned around with her. This was Ken's proudest moment. He was the first man to fuck Lindsay Lohan in the ass. Nobody could ever claim to have done it before him. Even more incredible, he had managed to take her off the pedestal, and might've even made a whore out of her. The life of professional porn-star has many advantages. He was quickly becoming bolder, and as a result, less considerate. His pace was already quickening, sharpening, causing Lindsay to lash out on the sofa. He was thrusting full and hard, her asshole adjusting to his probing. The squirms Lindsay's throat produced were like music to his hears, definitely richer in melody than any song she had ever sung. "How does that feel?" Julius asked. "How does that big cock feel in your virgin ass?" "It burns," Lindsay admitted. "It burns?" Julius questioned, adding some laughter. The camera never lied. Lindsay was on her knees, her arms draped over the sofa, screaming into the palms of her hands as her ass hung up high in the air. Straddled behind her, Ken fucked her ass like a machine, forehead sweaty, eyes glistening, but a huge grin on his face, nevertheless. He slammed his lubed cock between were creamy, slapped red ass cheeks, grasping the beauty's hips as he pushed his nine inches of meat into her tight ass, watching her body writhe, and listening to her scream in pain that was becoming slightly more desirable in quality. Ken added several fingers to her pussy, and moved them in a circular motion while keeping one hand on her hip, then he smacked her ass a few times. To his surprise, Lindsay start pushing back, allowing him deeper entrance, and making the penetration all the more intense. Grabbing her by the hair with the both hands hard enough to make Lindsay shriek, Ken completely blasted away at her asshole, moving so fast it almost felt surreal; faintly dreamlike. Lindsay's matched his pace to the best of her abilities, demanding that he didn't stop, and bellowing about how much she liked it in the ass. Ken let go of the girl's red hair, and pulled his cock from her asshole. He helped Lindsay to her feet, and quickly sat himself down on the sofa. Julius instructed Lindsay to straddle Ken's cock while facing away from Ken. Carefully she moved herself on top of him, Ken admiring her ass as he carefully guided his cock back inside her. "OOOOHHHH!" Lindsay screamed. "Fuck that ass!" Ken didn't need any convincing, his cock was moving before Lindsay's was completely comfortable. He guided his lips and tongue along the back of her neck while his hands roamed her breasts, squeezing them from behind. Ken had amazing agility, and was able to fuck at greater speeds without getting tired from this position. Lindsay's couldn't stop screaming and panting above him. As disgusting as it was for her to admit, she was having a lot of fun doing this shoot. She plunged her own fingers into her pussy, moving them wildly and quickly as Ken invaded her ass. He took her by the arms, holding them behind Lindsay's back, and began to fuck her with all his remaining energy. His pelvis slapped against her ass cheeks loudly, and her titties shuddered like leaves in the wind. "Damn," Julius said. "You're fucking the shit out of her." "Oh my God!" Lindsay moaned. Her eyes were full of astonishment. He grasped her elbows, plunging into her hard and fast, relishing the feel of her tight ass. After a minute, the burst of energy was gone, and his balls were heavy with cum he could no longer hold. "Now it's time for some cum," Ken said. *** "Cum on my face," Lindsay Lohan says with authority. On her knees with her head tilted up and her arms around her back, Lindsay smiles as Ken jerks off strenuously inches from her face. She sticks out her tongue, and flicks the head softly. Ken moans, which makes Lindsay giggle. Julius watches in anticipation. He keeps his body steady and the camera level, but his heart is hammering so hard in his chest, he wouldn't be surprised to hear every beat later while editing the shoot. His legs felt a little weak. This was quite possibly the most important money shot in the history of pornography. "OH FUCK!" With a muffled groan, Ken Logan fired his first jet of cum. The release was so strong that he nearly fell to his knees. The ferocity of the blast shocked Lindsay, and she threw her head back, but the cum still hit its mark perfectly. The jet left a line of cum starting from Lindsay's left cheek, continuing over her left eye, onto her forehead, and into strands of her glorious red hair. The line was slightly vertical. The cum was thick and white, coating several freckles. "OH MY GOD!" The second jet landed across her lips, over her nose, between the eyes, and stopped on her forehead just barely avoiding a collision with her hair a second time. The second jet was thicker than the first, and landed in an almost straight line. The third jet took the same course as the second only a couple inches to the left. Cum from the second jet began to pool in Lindsay's right eye socket, and this jet managed to reach her hair. The fourth jet sent another line of cum from the corner of her mouth, over the edge of her cheek, along the side of the eye, and onto the forehead. Cum actually caught on to Lindsay's eye lashes. The fifth shot traveled the same kind of distance, but missed the right cheek completely, splattering against the right eye, some of the forehead, but really slopping strands of her hair with the thick white liquid. "I don't know where all this is coming from," Ken admitted. The sixth jet had less force behind it, and shot across her lips and against the bridge of her nose. The seventh also went across her lips, and closed off the right nostril. The eighth sent a thin trail of cum from the corner of Lindsay's mouth, over the cheek, and into the ear and hair. Ken shook the remaining cum onto her Lindsay's breasts, then tapped his cock-head against the center of Lindsay's forehead. She giggled with a face full of cum. The details of her face were hidden behind a pearly white mask. "Look at all that cum," Julius said, absolutely delighted. "You fucked her face up." Ken shrugged his shoulders, slid his cock inside Lindsay's mouth, and left it their to deflate. When Ken slid his flabby cock from her mouth, Lindsay once again smiled. Cum had pooled into both eye sockets. Her hair was a mess, especially the strands near her forehead. "Can I have a towel?" she asked as Ken Logan left the room. He tossed Lindsay her own tank top. She couldn't see worth a damn with all the cum in her eye, so she didn't know she using it until it was too late. She looked at her tank top in disbelief, smeared and ruined by cum. Aiming the camera in her direction, Julius said, "I threw the rest of your clothes out the window. I hope the tank top provides you some security when you're walking back to your hotel. I know how cold it is outside." She looked at him in disbelief. "I hope you enjoyed your Red Carpet Facial as much as I enjoyed humiliating you." A single tear rolled down Lindsay's cheek as she realized Ken was absolutely serious. Lindsay lifted herself up from her knees, and headed for the door, clutching the tank top in her hands, completely naked save for a pair of shoes. Julius zoomed in for a close-up of her ass. Lindsay opened the door and stepped into the hallway. "Enjoy your walk." Lindsay was on the verge of tears when Julius began to laugh like an evil troll, and slammed the door shut. He turned the camera toward his own face, smiled, winked and before turning off the camera Julius said, "The end."